Hey guys! Mikata and I are back with our fourth MiSTing! The side story for this one directly relates to last episode, so read that one first. As always, feedback can be sent to Jillypuff@cheerful.com or NamedAlex@aol.com
Disclaimer: Neither of us owns the G-boys or Gundam Wing. MST3K isn't ours either. 'Heero's Secret' belongs to Cyrelia. No insult is intended towards her or the fic. It would be quite good, if it weren't for the squicky pairing…
In the rather distant future,
Around the colonies in space,
Heero Yuy and the Gundam boys,
were caught in an endless chase.
Pursued by a man whose name is Treize,
an OZ general who's screwing with the human race.
He threw a few things in his purse (~_^),
and with his best friend Zechs he chases them all across the universe.
Treize: I'll send them crappy fanfics,
the worst I can find, (Zechs: Lalala)
They'll have to sit and read them all,
and I'll liquefy their minds.
Now keep in mind Heero can't control
where the fanfics begin or end.
He'll slowly lose his sanity,
with the help of his G-boy friends.
Heero: G-boy roll call!
Duo! (I'm Shinigami!)
Trowa! (...)
Quatre! (Oh, Allah, what did I do to deserve this?)
Wufei! (Injustice!)
If you're wondering why no one's killed Duo yet,
or other pointless facts,
you should keep in mind this is a fanfic,
and you should really just relax,
For Mystery Gundam Theatre A. C. 195!
Aboard the mysterious satellite currently in orbit around Earth, chaos abounded. At that particular moment, Trowa was running from his psychotic boyfriend Quatre, who was holding a shoujo mallet and screaming bloody murder. The other three pilots were all making attempts to hold the Arabian back, without much success.
"Little one, what's going on? Quatre! Why are you trying to kill me?" Trowa almost begged of the boy.
"I hate you! You're going to die for this, Trowa Barton!" Quatre raged, glaring venomously at his koi.
"Q-man, snap outta it! What did Tro-daddy do that was so awful?" Duo inquired of his angry friend.
Wufei cocked his head. "He's probably just still cranky from vomiting all over the bathroom the last three days," he pointed out. "Just put him to bed already, Barton, and be done with it!"
"It's his fault I was sick!" Quatre yelled. "I can't believe you would do this to me, Trowa!" He sniffled.
Poor Trowa looked utterly lost and exasperated. "What, Quatre? What the hell did I do?!" he yelled at his boyfriend.
Quatre glowered at him with fury in his eyes. Opening his mouth, he screamed…
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"YOU GOT ME PREGNANT, TROWA BARTON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
With that, Quatre collapsed into a pitiful ball on the floor, weeping hysterically.
Poor Trowa just stood there, an expression of shock displacing his normally stoic features.
"Little one, that's not possible…" he said in a strangled tone. "Boys don't get pregnant!"
"Well, I did!" Quatre wailed. "And since you're the only one I've been with…"
"Hey now, everyone just calm down!" Duo interjected. He turned to Quatre. "Now Quatre, why do you think you're…um…expecting?"
The blond sniffled some more. "Well, I kept throwing up every morning and I didn't know what was wrong with me and then Heero made a joke about me having morning sickness-" Everyone turned to glare at Heero at this point, who simply shrugged. "-and then I thought oh no what if OZ did to me what they did to me in the last fic we read so I asked Treize and Zechs to send up a pregnancy test and they did and I took it and it came out positive!" Quatre finished and just sat there, looking vaguely triumphant.
"Well, this can be cleared up easily enough," said an irritated Wufei. He turned to the viewscreen. "Khushrenada! Did you and Marquise experiment on Winner?"
At the OZ base…
Treize and Zechs were trying not to fall over from laughter at Quatre. "I think our plan to drive the pilots insane is working better than we thought, sir," Zechs snickered.
"Most assuredly," agreed Treize. "Shall we continue to play with 04's mind?"
Zechs gave an evil grin. "Why not?"
Treize nodded and turned on the viewscreen, making sure both he and Zechs were composed first.
"Well, well, well," he began. "I see you five have discovered our other experiment…"
Back on the nameless satellite…
"SEE?!" shrieked Quatre. "I told you!"
Trowa growled. "I want to know who the father is," he said softly, giving a deathglare worthy of Heero to the Ozzies.
"Oh, don't worry, 03," Treize said cheerily. "We only put an egg inside 04. We left it up to you to impregnate him." He elbowed Zechs lightly, who had almost fallen over with laughter again.
Duo grinned. "This is so cool! Q-man's going to be a mommy!" He hugged Quatre. "Does that make me and Heero and Wufei uncles?"
Quatre gave a weak smile, having calmed down some. "I guess…but please don't refer to me as a mother, Duo. I'm still male."
Treize cleared his throat, halting the conversation before Heero or Wufei could contradict poor Quatre. "Now that that's settled, it's time for your fic," he reminded them. "This time, it's your turn to star, 01." Treize then became starry-eyed. "And dragon and I get a moment in this one!"
This news caused Wufei to run screaming from the viewscreen. Unfortunately, the only real place for him to hide was the theatre. Heero and Duo shared a sweatdrop and followed.
Quatre lingered by the screen. "Um, is there any chance I can get out of this fic on maternity leave?" he inquired.
Zechs shook his head. "I'm afraid not. Don't worry, only Yuy will really suffer in this one."
Trowa nodded and swept Quatre up into his arms. The blond giggled and squirmed. "Trowa!"
The pilot of Heavyarms smiled. "Well, I have to be extra careful with you now, little one. You are bearing my child, you know."
Quatre smiled back and kissed Trowa's cheek. The last two G-boys entered the theatre, leaving Treize and Zechs to resume laughing maniacally.
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Wufei: *hides under chair* Is he gone?
Duo: *meanly* No.
Wufei: *hucks book at Duo*
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of its characters (Though it's *so* not fair ::sniff::)
Heero: That's a good thing.
I'm also not making any money off of this so please don't sue me.
Duo: Awww...
Heero's Secret
By Cyrelia
Heero: My secret what?
Quatre: Secret recipe for barbecued chicken!
Heero: Huh?
"Heero," came the shrill protest, "you know you love me so why can't you just admit it already?!"
Heero: I know I love who?
Duo: Tsuberov!!!!
Heero: *whimpers* He molested me!
Duo: He molested all of us.
Quatre: Not me! I guess going insane was a good thing...
Trowa: *nervous* Yeah, Quatre, a good thing... *Edges away*
Wufei: Isn't insanity bad for the baby?
Quatre: Wah! I'm a bad mother!
Exasperated, and finally worn down beyond all semblance of patience Heero just couldn't stand it any longer. Besides, it was probably going to come out anyway.
Heero: What?
Duo: You're coming out of the closet?
Heero: Closet? I'm in a theatre...
Duo: Never mind.
"Because Relena, there's someone else." It was at this moment that an unfortunate Duo happened to come casually strolling through the doorway. It's you isn't it you cheap little slut?!"
Wufei: Wow, they managed to get Duo in character for once.
Duo: Hmph! I'm ignoring that.
Wufei: Then how come you responded?
"Huh?" She made a lunge straight for his throat but was halted by two strong arms which grabbed her by the waist.
Trowa: Going against complete and total pacifism...
Quatre: *as Relena* Screw pacifism! I wanna get laid!
Trowa: I'd be happy to comply...
Quatre: Not until the baby's born.
Trowa: Now I wanna get laid...
"Knock it off. It isn't Duo." She immediately ceased her struggling. He let her go and then turned towards the source of the disturbance.
Duo: Oh like it's my fault.
Trowa: Everything's your fault.
Duo: At least I didn't knock up Quatre!
Wufei: which we're all glad for.
Quatre: Especially me!
"What are you doing here?" Duo actually managed somewhat embarrassed.
Heero: ...What? Who's talking?
Duo: I think you are...
"Well...um...I...er thought that when you said there was someone else that it might be Relena."
Trowa: Wait, I thought Relena was the one with the problem.
Quatre: He's cheating on both of them with...Tsuberov!
Heero: *looks faint*
Heero glared at him. "Well, as you can see, it's not...." His laptop started to beep.
Quatre: It's his laptop?!?! I don't want this sort of influence on my child!!!
Heero: Hn! What about you and your Gundam? You keep calling it 'dear Sandrock!'
Quatre: Come on, I'm nowhere near as bad as Wufei!
Wufei: *twitches*
He quickly turned around and practically ran to the machine, reading the message eyes bright, almost feverish.
Heero: If I'm ever that happy for a mission, shoot me.
"So what is it Mr. Perfect soldier Yuy? Another mission no doubt."
Heero: My name is Heero.
Quatre: I thought that was a code name.
Heero: Be quiet. At least my real name isn't 'four.'
Quatre: *mutters* I like my name...
Trowa: I like it too. *nibbles Quatre's ear*
Quatre: *smiles*
"Mission," Heero acknowledged, "special mission."
Heero: How special is it? I don't want to crossdre- *stops*
Duo: You've had to crossdress?!
Heero: Shut up!
Duo: *nosebleeds*
"Oh, well in that case we'd better..." Heero looked at him as if he had just grown another head.
Trowa: A third one?
Quatre: *smacks Trowa* Not in front of the baby.
Wufei: *mutters* And Maxwell would only be growing a second head anyway.
"No! Only I can go."
"But Heero..."
"It's special Duo!" And with that he quickly stood nearly knocking Duo over as he ran out the door.
Heero: Again, if I'm ever that happy for a mission, shoot me.
"What was that all about?" The two looked at one another until Duo snapped out of his shock and glanced at the screen. "Oi,
Duo: Since when am I Jewish?!
look at this, the message is still on the screen.
Heero: I'm never that sloppy. And it would waste the batteries on my laptop.
Relena read over his shoulder her eyes growing wide as saucers.
Duo: That still makes them smaller then Quatre's.
Quatre: *wails*
Trowa: It's okay...*pats Quatre on the back*
Heero,
Meet me at the rendezvous point we agreed on 10 South St., Room #17. You know
what to do.
-BP
Heero: No, I don't. *looks at Duo* Really, I don't.
Duo: We believe you.
"Ohmygod! He must be going to meet whoever this is.
Wufei: *sarcastic* Really!
Room 17 must be the hotel room number."
Wufei: *mock applauds*
"It's probably one another one of those perverts you works with," Relena muttered frowning.
Heero: Huh? What? Did someone mention Treize?
Treize: Since when do you work with me?
Heero: *shrugs* You'll never know.
"No way. Somebody woulda said something. Wouldn't they?" She gave him a look. "Okay, I'll just check their rooms. But trust me they'll all be there."
Duo, Trowa, and Wufei: Huh?
"Fine. I'm going home. You had better inform me as to his whereabouts when you find out."
Duo: Yeah, I'll be sure to tell the Queen of the World where a known terrorist is.
Trowa: Public Enemy #1, no less.
"You mean you're not going to follow him?"
Quatre: There's a first...
Wufei: Maybe she doesn't want to see Heero having wild sex with someone else.
Heero: *whines* With who?
"No, I'm going home. This is the last time he makes a fool out of me.
Heero: Oh, I'm sure there'll be more times.
Besides, I can always count on Dorothy to make me feel better."
Zechs: *shudders* Keep your crazy ass-browed cousin away from my sister.
Treize: Good for Dorothy, I say!
Zechs: *shoots deathglare at Treize*
He stared at her earning himself an irritated look.
"And you can just get your mind out of the gutter." She brushed past him stalking off down the hallway. He calmly walked out the door a minute later and shut it behind him.
Heero: Huh? She changed genders? It's the panther!
Duo: Relena got me pregnant?!?! *screams*
Zechs: There's a switch...
Heero: *clamps hand over Duo's mouth*
Duo: *licks Heero's hand*
Heero: Aaaaauuuuuuuuggggggghhhhhh! Slimy! *smacks Duo*
Then he started running down the hall for Trowa's room.
Wufei: Wait, Relena's running down the hall? I thought she left!
Quatre: I think that's Duo.
BP? I'll just bet it stands for "banged person" and that means Trowa.
Trowa: Leave me and my hair alone!
Quatre: *eyes waver* What, you're cheating on me just cause I'm pregnant?
Trowa: Huh? What?
Quatre: Wwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!! Trowa doesn't love me anymore!
Trowa: Quatre! How can you say that!
Quatre: You're having an affair with Heero!
Heero: He is?
Quatre: You're not?
Trowa: ...No.
Quatre: *blushes* Sorry, Trowa.
He kicked the door open not even bothering to knock,
Wufei: That sounds like Duo.
Duo: Just because I caught you with the Kleenex...
Wufei: You leave Pookie out of this!
Quatre: Shameless Minific plug number 2!
Heero: Who's Mini?
Quatre: *shrugs*
expecting to find the room empty and Trowa gone. "Excuse me!" came a voice which most definitely was not Trowa's.
Wufei: It was...Relena's!
Quatre: Wwwwwhhhhhhhaaaatttttt? *twitches*
He stared at a tangle of limbs and sheets, as a blond head turned around glaring daggers at him.
Wufei: Oh my God, it is Relena!
Quatre: Trowa has better taste then that!
Wufei: He's dating you.
Quatre: *wails*
Trowa: It's all right! *puts Quatre on his lap*
"This. Better. Be. Important." Quatre growled.
Quatre: *calms down* Ok, I feel better.
"Eep!" Duo slammed the door blushing furiously.
Heero: How's that different from normal? Except we always run into them in places like the kitchen!
Quatre: Someone's just jealous.
Heero: Not me.
Okay, so it isn't Trowa or Quatre which could only leave Wufei...
Wufei: Ack!
He was about to knock this time when the sounds coming from behind the door advised otherwise. "...oh yes Treize-sama, show me your long elegant sword..."
Wufei: Huh?
Treize: Ha! I told you, my dragon and I are destined to be!
Wufei: *whimpers and hides*
He started to back away quietly when he turned around coming face to face with an irate Trowa and Quatre.
Quatre: Well, he did interrupt us.
Trowa: Let's hurt him.
Quatre: It'll set a bad example for the baby.
Trowa: The baby can't see us.
Quatre: No fighting!
They advanced on him menacingly and he did the only thing he could... he ran through the door.
Duo: Right through it? Ow!
Heero: Well, you have a very thick head. I'm sure you'll manage.
Luckily for his sensibilities the only things he saw were a fully clothed Wufei standing opposite Treize, each holding a sword.
Wufei: *smirks* Told you.
Treize: Then why were you calling me 'Treize-sama?'
Wufei: *whimpers again*
"The three of you had better have a good excuse for this most unwelcome intrusion. I'd expect this type of delinquency from Maxwell, but not from you two." With all four of them staring him down, Duo managed to squeak out what had just occurred in Heero's room.
Wufei: He told us Heero's recipe for barbecued chicken?
Quatre: I guess...
"And you thought it was one of us?"
"Well...I..."
"Maxwell, are you aware there are another 20 *billion* people in the solar system that that spandex wearing psycho could be meeting with?"
Heero: Spandex-wearing psycho? *growls*
Trowa: Well, you did respond to it...
"Gee, when you put it that way..."
"But this is Heero we're talking about." Interjected Quatre. "And I think Duo does have a legitimate worry..."
Heero: Why? Aren't I allowed a little privacy?
Duo: As long as it doesn't turn out to be Zechs.
Heero and Zechs: *whimper*
Duo smirked at Wufei triumphantly. "See, Quatre agrees with me." But Quatre wasn't finished. "...even if it is founded on jealousy and paranoia" he finished sweetly.
Trowa: That is so true!
Quatre: Go me!
A delicate cough interrupted the impending conflict.
"If I may make a suggestion."
Heero: How did we miss this?
Duo: Miss this what?
Heero: That Treize was there.
Duo: Good point.
"Oh by all means Treize-sama." Wufei shot them all a look daring them to question his affectionate tone.
Wufei: What affectionate tone? My tone only has fear and loathing.
Treize: And repressed lust!
Wufei: Um...no.
Wisely, no one said a word. "Well, I'm supposed to be away on business so I had to bring some equipment for observation with me in the van outside. We could drive over and..."
"Spy?!" Duo chimed in excited.
Heero: How gauche.
"Well, 'spying' is such an inelegant way to put it,
Treize: And apparently I agree with you.
Heero: What, you have to use the fic to tell us you're opinions?
Treize: *zaps Heero*
Heero: *falls in Duo's arms*
but yes that is what I mean."
"Alright then!" Duo was halfway down the hall before the others had the presence of mind to follow.
Wufei: Since when does Duo think faster then the rest of us?
A Half Hour later:
"Well, this is the establishment here," came the announcement from Treize in the driver's seat. They all glanced out the window and up and the sign. "House of Love?"
Heero: I would not go anywhere called 'House of Love!'
Duo: *mutters* Damn.
Trowa: *raises eyebrow*
Heero: Damn what?
Duo: Nothing.
"I knew it!" was Duo's exclamation. He scanned the horizontally aligned doors on the first floor. "There it is! The last one of the end!" He pointed to a white door housed next to an equally unremarkable window.
Quatre: If the window's so unremarkable, why did they point it out?
Wufei: To fill up space?
Quatre: Oh.
"Maxwell, get that thrice damned appendage out from in front of my face!"
Duo: EXCUSE ME?!?!
Wufei: I...I...Gak! *nosebleeds*
Heero: *looks lost*
"Oh, sorry Wufie."
"And for the last time, it's Wu-fei!"
"Calm yourself dragon. We have to focus on what we set out to accomplish ne?"
Wufei: Ack! *hides*
Treize: *chuckles evilly*
Treize turned to Quatre and handed him two small boxes one slightly larger than the other.
Quatre: Thank you, but I don't need Wufei's and your used sex toys.
Wufei: *faints*
Trowa: Maybe they're boxes of Girl scout cookies.
Quatre: That's too kinky even for me.
Heero: Aren't you being a dirty hentai in front of your unborn child?
Quatre: *wails*
"Attach these to the window using the adhesive backing on each one, and make sure no one sees you."
"Hai." Quatre unobtrusively slipped out set about his task managed to complete it with relative ease before returning.
Heero: What?
Duo: I don't know. I just don't know.
Wufei: Was this directly translated from another language?
Treize then carefully made his way out of the driver's seat to the back of the van pulling aside a white sheet to reveal a monitor and a small speaker. "These should let us here and see what is going on."
Duo: You let Khushy bring all this stuff to our safehouse, Wu-man?!
Wufei: No!
"But the curtain was pulled when I looked."
"Don't worry about that. This is the finest technology OZ has to offer. There is a special lens implanted into the second device which should enable us to see through even the most microscopic of fibers through the weaving."
"Amazing." Trowa murmured. "Shh. I think I hear something."
"I can't hear, turn it up..." They looked into the screen and saw a small room with a single bed which rested next to a small nightstand.
Trowa: As if the bed was alive?
The lighting was somewhat dim though both figures could be clearly seen. "Oi, there's Heero." Duo whispered. "Why are you whispering Duo? He can't hear us."
Heero: I hear all.
Duo: Coooooooooooooooool!
Quatre: Shameless Pokémon plug #2!
"Sorry, it just seemed, y'know appropriate for the occasion."
"Baka." Mumbled Wufei. Quatre noticed the larger figure sitting on the bed. "Look, it's Dr J!"
Heero: *whimpers*
Duo and Wufei: No comment needed!
Quatre: Maybe it's not what we think it is...
Heero: Oh come on! You people know how dense I am with this sort of thing and even I know what's going on!
"Hmm, maybe it was a mission after all..."
"Um, I don't think so Duo."
"Whaddya mean."
"Well, just look at Heero." Duo did, and noticed something he hadn't before. Heero was...smiling?!
Wufei: Something he'd never do normally.
Duo: Unless he's blowing something up.
Trowa: Then he goes through waves of orgasmic pleasure.
Heero: I do not!
Quatre: Don't say stuff like this in front of our child Trowa!!!
Trowa: *sweatdrops*
Not just a small shy smile, but a very un-Heeroish goofy grin.
Heero: Goofy grin?
Wufei: So basically he got possessed by Maxwell.
Duo: Hey! I don't have the hots for bionic boy!
Heero: What about Professor G?
Duo: Gak! Hentai mushroom? I don't think so!
Heero: Hentai...mushroom?
Quatre: Let's not ask.
While they were surprised to see such an expression on their comrade's face, they were completely unprepared for what he did next. With a too cheerful yell of "Big Papa!", Heero went running towards the older man arms outstretched and glomped onto him.
Heero: *screams*
Quatre: He's not possessed by Duo, he's possessed by Relena!
Heero: Since when did she have the hots for Dr. J?
Quatre: Well, she did get in the car with him for no reason.
"He's...perky..." was Quatre's insightful observation.
"He's… smiling..." This from Wufei.
".......!" was Trowa's response.
"He... called Dr J...'Big Papa'..."
Heero: *wails*
Zechs: *snickers*
Duo: *comforts Heero* It's ok, Hee-chan, this isn't real...
Heero: *whimpers*
"Oh I missed you sooo much Big Papa! Did you miss me?" Heero inquired with a petulant childish tone, his lower lip trembling in a pout as if anticipating a negative response. "Of course I did kitten."
Heero: Kitten? He...called...me...kitten?
Wufei: *bursts out into laughter*
Duo: *kicks Wufei in the shin* Shut up!
came the answer and then a gentle kiss which washed away any remaining uncertainty. A small sigh of bliss escaped the young pilot.
Heero: *whimpers some more*
Ne could feel his mentor's tongue seeking entrance between his lips.
Heero: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! *faints*
But before he would allow Hero such a display of affection the doctor pulled back placing a metal appendage to his mouth in a silencing gesture.
"So have you been a good boy this week?"
Wufei: *twitches* I'm glad Master O wasn't like that to me.
Quatre: Yeah. All Doktor S did to me was goose me.
Trowa: Little one! *holds Quatre*
Wufei: Aren't you going to scare the fetus?
Quatre: Eep! *tries to cover stomach so baby can't hear*
"Oh yes! I haven't killed Relena, and I only threatened her once."
Duo: Uh...that's good, I guess...
"That's good." He smiled musing to himself.
Wufei: Oh my God, you're turning into Dr. J! *imitates J's bionic arm*
Heero: *wakes up* Who?
Quatre: Duo is.
Heero: Aaaahhhh! *hides from Duo*
Duo: I am not!
"Now how should I reward you?.." His free hand found its way under Heero's tanktop and he absently rubbed a finger over one rapidly hardening nipple. Heero threw back his head, emitting a small gasp. "Ah...oh...please give it to me like only you can 'Big Papa..."
Heero: *comes out from hiding with beam cannon and ZERO System glare* I will destroy all those who toy with my body and life. *aims cannon at Duo*
Duo: I'm not J! Blame Treize and Zechs! They sent us the damn fic!
Heero: *prepares to fire*
Quatre: Damnit, where are the hallucinations of Relena when you need them?
Duo: Heero! I'm not Doctor J!
Heero: *keeps aiming*
He whimpered shamelessly tossing his head back and forth from side to side as he felt the older man's hardened erection through the thin cloth of his spandex, the smaller pilot being thrust up against by his mentor.
Heero: What?
His every nerve was hot, raw, and exposed to those fiery touches which left him breathless and moaning with anticipation.
Heero: *faints*
Duo: Thank Shinigami!
Wufei: You're thanking yourself?
Duo: Yes, I am. Deal with it.
Wufei: *snorts*
"... I want you to take this off." He said tugging lightly at the front of the sweatsoaked material clinging obscenely to Heero's upper torso.
Quatre: No, it will be far more obscene if Heero takes it off!
Duo: *nosebleeds*
Heero eagerly complied ripping off the top as if it had become a hindrance to ultimate goal... to be completely ravished and taken and driven into over and over again by his beloved mentor.
Heero: *wakes up* Huh?
Duo: You don't want to know, Hee-chan.
Heero: What about taking my shirt off?
Duo: Just don't ask.
The thought itself was making him so hard his cock was straining against his signature spandex with an ache that was nearly painful. Heero rocked against him quickening his pace needing to relieve his throbbing arousal.
Heero: *twitches* No...it's not a nightmare...
Quatre: My child's going to be scarred for life!
Trowa: It's all right little one...it'll be ok...
Dr J captured Heero's mouth, in a searing passionate kiss while the young pilot moaning into his mouth reached his climax tensing for an instant and then relaxing. Having watched such a beautiful display of submission on the part of his younger lover he was breathless.
Heero and Duo: *faint*
"You know what to do kitten." He whispered lowly. Eyes still glazed with unfulfilled desire, Heero merely nodded and stood sliding off his now sticky spandex.
Wufei: *gags*
He stepped out of them, then knelt down fingers trembling with longing having been deprived of his older lover's presence for over a week,
Quatre: *sarcastic* Aw, poor baby.
Trowa: *pats Quatre's stomach* I know.
Quatre: *sweatdrops*
he undid the buttons, tongue darting out to lick his lips.
At last! He reached into the space of the doctor's boxers, underneath the buttons, freeing his hard erection. Heero worshipped with his eyes for a brief instant before he ran his tongue along the sensitive underside slowly, becoming once again aroused when he heard the gasp coming from above him.
Wufei: *throws up*
Treize: *soothingly* It's ok, dragon, it will be over soon...
Heero: *regains consciousness*
He lapped hungrily at the drop of slick damp precome which trickled from the head.
Heero: Huh? I licked his head?
Quatre: His lower one.
Heero: Lower one...?
Duo: *wakes up* His hard-on, Hee-chan.
Heero: *whimpers*
He began to stick his tongue into the slit needing to taste more of the precious fluid. He was moaning unbearably feeling himself unbearably hard imagining the thick length which pulsed inside the warm cavity of his mouth how heavenly it would feel when it was sheathed inside of him, and he couldn't take it anymore.
Trowa: What?
Quatre: I don't want to know!
Trowa: Virgin ears! *covers Quatre's stomach*
With one hand still wrapped around his mentor's shaft reverently, his lips and tongue still paying homage, he reached his free hand down and encircled his own shaft circling the head with his thumb, making sharp quick motions up and down, pumping rapidly, the excitement pushing him to the brink, until the force of his release propelled his head forward, causing him to take in every throbbing inch of his hard length, past the gag reflex hitting the back of his throat.
Wufei: Ws that one sentence?
Duo: I think so...
He heard a harsh gasp of "now" through his still hazy senses.
Heero rose to his feet quickly wanting to do anything to satisfy his beloved teacher. He reached knowingly into the lab coat pocket and pulled out a tube of lubricant. He squeezed a generous amount onto his palms, and rubbed the gel all over Dr J's needy cock.
Heero: Needy...cock?
Not wanting to wait anymore, Heero slowly lowered himself onto that thick rigid hardness, sitting on his mentor's lap once more legs wrapped his torso, whimpering in the unbearably good pain/pleasure he always felt when he was completely impaled.
Heero: *faints once more*
He wrapped his strong yet lithe arms around his neck, crying out softly into the crook of his neck, as he was being driven in and out of mercilessly, riding up and down, each ruthless thrust pushing him closer to the type of heavenly pleasure he could only receive when Dr J was inside of him. With a final push into the tight receptive velvet heat of Heero's body, he came releasing his seed inside of him, and Heero shuddered violently also covering both of them in his sticky substance, purring kittenish as Dr J stroked his hair.
Trowa: I think our baby's doomed...
Quatre: *wails*
Duo turned a nice shade of green before making retching sounds and then finally passing out. The other, taking their cue from Duo followed in suite.
Wufei: The smartest thing any of us have done all day.
Duo: It's over, let's just go. *picks up Heero*
Trowa: You carrying Heero seems to be becoming a habit.
Duo: Go tend to your kid. *walks out with Heero*
* * *
The five G-boys walked out of the theatre, Heero still unconscious in Duo's arms. Trowa had his arms wrapped around Quatre's waist and was cooing, "It's all right, it's all over…"
"Trowa, I wasn't that disturbed," pointed out Quatre.
"I was talking to the baby," replied Trowa. Quatre sweatdropped.
"What are you to going to name the baby?" asked Duo.
Quatre's jaw dropped. "I didn't even think of that! Maybe Ali or Ahmed for a boy, or Iman or Hannah for a girl…" Quatre continued listing names, not letting Trowa get a suggestion in edgewise.
Heero stirred. "Is it over?" he asked Duo.
"It's all over, Hee-chan," the American reassured.
The pilot of Wing nodded and stood up. He glanced over at Quatre, who was continuing to list baby names and causing Trowa to go swirly-eyed. "Is he still blabbering on about the damn baby?" he growled.
Quatre's eyes welled up with tears. "What's that supposed to mean? It's Trowa's child and mine! Of course I'm concerned…"
"You idiot! You're not pregnant!" Heero exploded.
The blond blinked. "Huh?"
"You're not pregnant! Pregnancy tests are designed for men, which is why it came up a false positive. And you simply had a case of the flu, which is why you kept throwing up. When I said you had morning sickness, it was a joke! The braided baka over there kept bugging me to lighten up, so I decided to give it a try so he'd shut up." Heero glared at Duo. "This is the last time I ever listen to anything you say ever again." He closed his mouth and crossed his arms across his chest.
"Huh," commented Wufei. "That's the most I've ever heard Yuy say."
Quatre twitched. "A joke?"
"But what about OZ?" asked Trowa. "They said they performed an experiment on Quatre…"
Trowa was interrupted by riotous laughter. The G-boys looked around for the source, only to see Treize and Zechs on the viewscreen, rolling around on the floor and laughing their heads off.
"You…people…are idiots!" snorted Zechs. "I can't believe…you fell…for that!" He collapsed backwards next to Treize, where the two continued to giggle like schoolchildren.
The Arabian continued to twitch. "Heero knew the whole time…"
Trowa sighed. "Well, as much as I may want to have a child with little one, it's probably best that it doesn't happen up here. Right, Quatre?" He turned to his still twitching boyfriend. "Quatre?"
Quatre suddenly produced his own mini-beam cannon out of nowhere, the manic ZERO System glint evident in his eyes. "Heero is my enemy!" he screeched.
Trowa flinched. "Oh, shit…"
"DIE!" Quatre yelled and lunged for Heero.
Heero sidestepped the psycho blond and performed a sleeper hold on him. He then picked up the beam cannon and turned on Duo. "Duo…"
The self-proclaimed god of death gulped. "Yes, Heero?"
Heero smirked. "You have five seconds to run," he told him. Duo nodded and ran for his life, with Heero following closely on his heels.
Trowa sighed. "We need to get out of here soon," he muttered. He picked up his unconscious koi and took him back to their room.
Wufei stood there blinking for a moment. He looked back and forth between Heero and Duo's chase scene to their two laughing captors on the viewscreen. He cocked his head, then gave a decisive nod. Walking over to the wall, he began banging his head against it vigorously. The desired results were achieved, and Wufei felt everything fade to black around him, to his immense relief.
*Owari*
How was this one? Our next one is going to be huge, so don't expect it for at least two weeks. It'll probably be in two parts, as well. Ja ne!
